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he’s a walking piece of candy, soft on the eyes and the tongue. if he looked at you wrong, you’d probably melt like a lollipop in the sun.
Daffa Amar is like a milkshake at 3 a. m. Smooth. Sweet. No regrets.
He’s the reason I skipped breakfast today. And probably lunch.
I saw him in the grocery store and walked out with a bag of chips and a hard-on.